Nicki Minaj - OOOUUU Chords

[Cm] _ _ Young Money, _ _ shout _ _ _ out to Lil Wayne for _ _ _ signing them lil chicks from Queens, _ _ New York City. _ _
_ _ _ Mama, K-Chan at it again.
Young Ma, it's the female J.
I'm a brand according to what retail say.
Yeah, my toys be selling out on presale day.
Plus I got the title Queen Street Press replay.
Testify for my nigga to the D.A. state.
One time for the super old P.A.K.
I'm still schooling bitches like G.A. State.
And I'm still broad.
Call me T.
Day Jakes.
Boss for years, niggas thought I did a bid.
I'm dragging [D] these hoes like Harambe did the kid.
Shut the club [Cm] down, it was popping and we slid.
I caught my pussy liquor, I ain't talking bout a swig.
But if you thirst, then I own the same grid.
Shout out to Fox Brown, I don't mean Pongria.
I got a sign that say lames can't tame hair.
Or [D] eyelashes, blank [Cm] stare.
You be like Ukane, I be like Wu-Kane.
He's playing my ride game smoother than the Moose lane.
Every time they count me out, I be like Usain.
Bitch, I come back like Jordan in his Wu-Gang.
Every time I shoot it, it be all net.
I do from Oxridge, that mean all net.
Anything you need, I got one deck.
And go to sleep playing with his boy, _ Flaaack. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ They _ _ wanna know my recipe.
They know I ball like the niggas at the Essipi.
Strung out on the pussy, so I call her Crystal Mephony.
Shorty trying to give me brain like telepathy.
They go Cinderace and Chanel bags.
Got a bitch looking like Chanel ass.
Chilling out in them Beverly Hill pads.
I [G] gave bitches time but they [Cm] still mad.
_ Si esta loco, but my bitch don't like you, yo tampoco.
Nicki, Dorothy, and you Toto.
Now put some marshmallows in my po' po'.
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Yo, don't ever talk about Nicki in the bass tense.
Unless I flop past that ass in the fast bench. _
Fuck outta here, you dumb bitch.
You know I'm pretty and I'm witty and I'm dumb rich.
You go shade, but I sun, bitch.
And now you know what I'ma say, you my son, bitch.
Yikes, yikes, yikes, yikes.
Keep me rolling, Juice.
_ _ [Fm] Hold on, hold on, [Cm] keep me rolling, Juice. _ _ _
Like I ain't make all you bitches want a fat ass at some point. _
_ _ _ _ _ Like I ain't make these bitches rock pink hair at some point. _ _ _
_ Oh my God.
_ Wait, God is good.
Let me testify.
God is good.
_ _ Shout out to my family.
Love y'all so much too.
I miss y'all so much too. _
_ Oh, oh, _ _ oh.
_ _ _ _ Like I ain't make a lot of bitches got spit and metaphors and all of that. _
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Queen back. _ _ _ _ _ _
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